This one time, I nearly had a heart attack.
I was at work, doing my thing, when I suddenly became aware of an acute, piercing pain directly over my heart on my breastbone. It hurt so much I couldn’t breathe. I started to launch into self-calming mode: I started to talk softer, took deep breaths, but no matter what, it just kept hurting, more and more.
I excused myself from the floor to run upstairs to the bathroom. I took deep, heavy breaths, and still the pain. I couldn’t figure out where this sharp agony was coming from! I placed my hand on my chest and felt a small, odd lump in the center of my chest.
I had twisted my bra.
I put my bra on twisted in the middle.
I thought I was dying of heart failure because I couldn’t dress myself properly.
Don’t get it twisted, mami.